Jun 9 Confab, Day Two

It's 7:51 Minneapolis time. I'm tucked under the hotel sheets with the blackout curtains drawn, the lights out and my laptop propped on a pillow, streaming "The Shining," and finding uncanny parallels to my book in every new scene.

Danny: "Is there something bad here?"

Mr. O'Hallorann: "Well, you know, Doc, when something happens, it can leave a trace of itself behind. Say like, if someone burns toast. Well, maybe things that happen leave other kinds of traces behind. Not things that anyone can notice, but things that people who shine can see. Just like they can see things that haven't happened yet. Well, sometimes they can see things that happened a long time ago.

I'm a writer in a hotel. Someone send help.

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